Why is the heartthrob protagonist like that?

Snowflakes began to fall sporadically from the gray sky, and the snow gradually became larger, painting a smear of white on the colorful world.

"It's snowing!" The girl stretched out her hand excitedly, catching a cold snowflake.

"Really," the companion crossed his hands in his sleeves, looked up at the falling snow, and suddenly seemed to think of something, "calculate the time, Brother Wen should be out soon."

"It should be, it's been more than half a year," the girl shook the water in her hand, blinked her eyes, with a somewhat mysterious expression, she approached her companion and whispered, "The exit gift I prepared for Junior Brother Wen is that Oh! It was prepared to congratulate him on getting the first place in the list of talents, but it is a pity that he retreated before he was sent to the younger brother."

This Junior Brother Wen is very popular in Xuanjianzong. Whether it is a female disciple or a male disciple, most of them like to associate with him; Zong has reached the middle level of foundation building in just ten years, and breaking through the golden core is just around the corner.

Half a year ago, he even won the top spot in the list of talents held by Xuanjianzong, with disciples between [-] and [-] years old. Among them, there may be some disciples who have completed the Foundation Establishment, but they were all defeated by the domineering and sharp Thunder Sword of Junior Brother Wen. It's just that there are rumors that his natal spirit sword is not the thunder sword, but another sword.

"Really? Mine is too!" Hearing this, the companion's eyes widened, and then the two looked at each other, showing tacit smiles, hehehe.

……

The mountain behind Jiafeng.

A wanming lamp was lit in a simple and empty stone room, and the melting candle that had been burning for nearly half a year was still bright. Not far away, the young man sitting cross-legged on the futon moved his long eyelashes slightly, and slowly opened his eyes. Under the light of the candlelight, the pupils are like flowing honey, and the small red mole on the bridge of the nose is looming, which has a different charm.

Foundation building Dzogchen.

Wen Chuyi stood up and moved his muscles and bones. He maintained a posture for such a long time, and he felt that his whole body was about to rust. After doing a set of radio gymnastics of the young eagle takeoff version, his body instantly relaxed a lot.

In the blink of an eye, he had already been in Xuanjianzong for ten years. He blew out the Wanming Lantern, pushed aside the vines hanging from the door of the stone room, and was chilled by Qinxue unpreparedly.

"...That's right, I forgot that it's winter now." Shaking his head, shaking off the broken snow from his hair, Wen Chu took a step down the mountain, guessing that Master's little retreat master is still in retreat , he still went to pick up Xiaoju first.

It's definitely not that he wants to masturbate!

He took out the thunder sword from the Qiankun bag, flew through the peaks skillfully with the sword, and came to Haobing peak. Before retreating, he entrusted Xiaoju to Fu Jiuli to take care of him, and with the help of Liu Xiangxiang and Wu Yi, Wen Chuyi I am very relieved.

"Junior Brother Wen, you are out of customs." The one who greeted Wen Chuyi was Hao Bingfeng Fifth Senior Brother, a muscular man who was exactly the same as Lu Ying, but with a dark complexion, and looked like a moving black tower from a distance.

"That's right, brother, are you going to Qianjindun?" Qianjindun, a place specially opened for Hao Bingfeng to train a macho man, that's right, Hao Bingfeng specializes in physical training.

And Fu Jiuli is no longer the lively and cute boy paper he used to be. Now he is a strong man with a baby face and a fleshy body. It can be said that Liu Xiangxiang's painting style is always consistent with normal people.

Wen Chuyi found Fu Jiuli's residence with ease, knocked on the door, "Jiuli, it's me."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly enveloped his head and fell downward at an absolute speed.

"Hey!" Wen Chuyi reacted very quickly, turned his right foot to the left, tightened his waist and abdomen, stretched his hands in a lift, and caught the orange meow that fell from the sky.

"Meow meow~" Xiaoju's voice was still sweet, and the fluffy cat's head rubbed against Wen Chuyi's body. Of course, it would be better if he could ignore the flesh overflowing from his fingers.

In the past ten years, Xiaoju has perfectly evolved from a little cat that can be held in the palm of the hand, to an orange seat that cannot be held in both hands, and has been successfully promoted to a heavyweight guest. The wild beautiful horse hooked up and left, and left for love, and has not returned yet.

"You came just in time for the first day of the junior high school," the door creaked open from the inside, and two big fair-skinned men who were as big as Wen Chuyi came out. When they saw him, the baby's face burst into surprise, "Senior Brother Lu and I I have accepted a task, and I am worried that there will be fewer people.”

Fu Jiuli and his brother put their bulging arms around Wen Chuyi's neck and dragged him down the mountain.

"Ahem!" Wen Chu felt as if his neck was being strangled by steel. For a moment, he felt difficult to breathe. He freed his hand to grab Fu Jiuli's wrist, and used his strength to break free. "When we first met, you wanted to Are you plotting against me?"

"Oh, I didn't pay attention for a while." The strong man Fu Jiuli scratched his head, his expression was a little shy, and then his face changed, and he taught him seriously, "You too, go to Qianjindun to practice if you have nothing to do, look at you with thin arms and legs. "

Wen Chuyi didn't listen to his nonsense, and walked in front with Xiaoju in size XXXL, with a very moved expression on his face, "No, my six-pack is enough."

The two walked to the foot of the main peak laughing and noisy, and were stopped by several seniors and sisters who heard the wind. Some of them were holding delicately packaged small gifts. When Wen Chu first saw the size, his scalp tingled.

"Junior brother Wen, this is a special edition that senior sister prepared for you to celebrate your exit from customs!" The gentle-looking senior sister stuffed the things in Wen Chuyi's hands, her expression suddenly became wretched.

"Mine too, the latest version~" Another senior sister blinked at him, showing a sly smile.

Wen Chuyi's spine shivered from being laughed at, and an awkward yet polite smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He tried to defend himself for the umpteenth time, "Thank you for your kindness, but I really don't..."

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, the person had already left, and Tuliu Wen returned to Erkang's place on the first day of the junior high school.

"What did these senior sisters give you?" Fu Jiuli looked at his exhausted friend beside him, and was a little curious about what could make him so...um...complexioned?

Putting these things into the Qiankun bag, Wen Chuyi immersed himself in washing his face with the cat, and his mood recovered a bit, "Maybe it's the cakes from Mo Jiucheng."

Laughing to death, how could he tell Fu Jiuli that these are all "Qiuli Paste" CP fansites with Zhenjun Yuli and the head of the sect as the main characters!

As for this autumn pear ointment...it's because the sect master's dao name is Xuanqiu...

The root of all evils that led to all this was the novel that he accidentally brought back from Youqian Inn,

——On a sunny afternoon, he carried a bunch of books to Zangshuge to return the books. The senior sister who had a good relationship with him was in charge of the registration. Everything went smoothly until the senior sister took out a book from the middle that was in the same style as the other books. Out of place bright yellow...

It was too late to stop him, when the senior sister asked him with a strange look that he was actually eating the books about the love between master and apprentice, his heart tightened, his brain twitched, and he said:

No, what I'm eating is actually the master and the master!

Since then, Wen Chuyi was forced to be dragged into all kinds of strange pits, and he is still struggling at the bottom of the pits.

Forget the past!Such a heart-wrenching halo of good sisters!

Avoiding Fu Jiuli's probing eyes, Wen Chuyi urged, "Let's go, Brother Lu is waiting for us at Wanshitang."

The Wanshitang used to have a lot of people, but today it seems that there are more people. A few people gathered at the entrance of the Wanshitang. Wen Chuyi raised his head and looked inside, "Are there many tasks in recent days?"

Lu Ying handed the scroll with the details of the mission to Wen Chuyi, nodded and shook his head in a muffled voice, "Since about half a year ago, a large number of fallen phases suddenly appeared in the world, causing countless deaths and injuries. Now all sects have come out of the mountain."

"So that's the case." Wen Chuyi handed Xiaoju to Fu Jiuli to hold him, and read the information in the scroll at a glance. When he saw the map, he was stunned, and he was not far from the emperor.

"The journey is far away this time, Junior Brother Wen has just come out of retreat, do you want to go back and rectify?" Although Lu Ying is a stern and mighty macho, he is very considerate and considerate.

"Brother Xie, I have all my things in the Qiankun bag, it doesn't matter." Wen Chuyi's hand unconsciously stroked his chest, touching the familiar hardness. He has devoted himself to cultivation for most of these years, and occasionally does tasks. Most of them in the surrounding area, or the Tiaoyue Mountain Department behind the sect, have not fulfilled their promise to find Hei Zai.

I haven't seen him for so many years, Hei Zai must have grown up a lot, I don't know if I still remember him.

Wen Chuyi was thinking about something and didn't pay attention to the front. When Fu Jiuli and Lu Ying suddenly stood up, he was still a little dazed, "What are you doing..." What?

Xiaoju raised a fat paw very ginkgo-like, and firmly pressed it against Wen Chuyi's lips, blocking what he hadn't finished speaking.

A few people moved lightly behind a wall, then poked their heads out quietly,

"Bah, bah, bah." Quietly poking off a few cat hairs in his mouth, Wen Chuyi also imitated their posture and poked his head out.

……

"Senior Brother Wu, I, I..." The petite female cultivator lowered her head and stared at her own toes, revealing a slender and fair neck, with red ears at the tips, which aroused pity in the surrounding white snow. Gathering up the courage, he said loudly, "I am pleased with you!"

"Promise her, promise her!" Although the voice was small, it was hard to hide his excitement. When Wen Chu raised his head, he found that it was Lu Ying who was clenching his fist and wished he could rush up and kowtow. Even Xiaoju was meowing in a very low voice. .

But the tall and straight male cultivator on the opposite side was silent for a while, and said, "Junior Sister Liu, please read my name."

Liu Xiangxiang read it a few times as she said, her blushing pretty face instantly turned pale, and tears welled up in her eyes. She understood the apology in Wu Yi's eyes, sobbed, and ran away heartbroken.

Wen Chuyi didn't expect that it had been ten years before Senior Sister Liu confessed, but the point is that Senior Brother Wu refused.

Wen Chuyi shook his head regretfully, fortunately he didn't have to taste the pain of love.